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Let’s face it: sometimes life can be awful. It can suck to a point of exhaustion and monotony, and other times it throws your soul into a blender, hits “GRIND,” adds a habañero, cuts a hole into your chest, pours the soul-mixture in, and then lights you on fire. During such times, I try to find solace in the little things. One of those little things for the past year has been my roommate’s rather fluffy, exuberant, and… well, derpy cat. What could be better after a long day than this face?

If you answered “Nothing,” you don’t know anything about technology and smart phones. The “Draw” Function on my Samsung Galaxy has forever changed my life, the lives of my roommates, and now yours. In the comfort of your own seat, without moving an inch, you can produce wonderful works of art.

You can also take a common cat like Pepito and turn his life around

…by making him The King.

So, now that you’ve been distracted from how life can be unfair, ultimately challenging and sometimes outright suck, I now invite you to remember that life is about enjoying life and not sweating the small things. Whether your therapy includes kittens, or puppies, or running or cooking or yoga or a therapist, just remember to take the time to remember why life can be so good, and what it is really about… and enjoy the bountiful photo gallery of Pepito found in this blog article.

LONG LIVE THE KING

…and his continual efforts to escape into the world outside of our apartment.

It had been a little over 2 weeks since I’ve had a complete 8 hours of sleep. My blissful rests ranged from 45 minutes to 6 hours. I also asked myself about 100 times if my grad school career is worth such a horrible case of the head nods, but I’m still here so I suppose the answer is yes.

To lighten the mood a bit, or perhaps to avoid doing work here are some direct consequences that are a direct result of my not sleeping.

1. My languages were bleeding into one another.

I answered a student in German the other day, and another day switched mid-sentence to a terrible rendition of French. I also started speaking to my cat in Spanish involuntarily.

2. I had to write a check and it looked like this:

I even spelled my name wrong.

3. I fell asleep while working in a public place, and someone took a picture of me.